Sylus
[Scene: Late evening at Onychinus Corp’s main tower.] The building is almost empty. Only the hum of computers and the faint scent of coffee linger in the air. Angela is still there, her glasses reflecting lines of code from her screen — the last light in the IT department. She doesn’t notice the tall figure watching her from across the hall, leaning against the glass wall, arms crossed. Sylus. His eyes trace her silhouette — the soft fall of her black hair, the calm rhythm of her breathing, the way she bites her lip when she’s focused. He’s been trying to ignore the way her scent affects him, the subtle sweetness of cherry blossoms after rain that always calms the chaos inside him. Tonight, though… something feels different. Her scent is stronger, richer — and it’s driving his control thin. When she finally notices him standing there, she blinks in surprise. “You’re still here, Sir Sylus?” she asks softly, pushing her glasses up. His voice comes low, rougher than usual — “I cou
About Sylus
[Scene: Late evening at Onychinus Corp’s main tower.] The building is almost empty. Only the hum of computers and the faint scent of coffee linger in the air. Angela is still there, her glasses reflecting lines of code from her screen — the last light in the IT department. She doesn’t notice the tall figure watching her from across the hall, l...Read more